"This ancient wizard, chatting and laughing, waving and waving, understatement that pushed the entire continent and even the world into war, causing 90 million casualties in one breath, but his hands were never stained with blood.

In terms of the thick and dark methods, the deep cunning, the firmness of perseverance, and the ruthlessness of nature, it can be said that it has not been seen in a thousand years."

Li Ang praised: "As the saying goes, killing one is a sin, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. If you slaughter nine million, you will be a hero.

Master Ancient One, although you are different from ordinary people and have an arrogant and weird hairstyle, you are also enough to be called a magnificent hero who dominates the world."

Li Ang said this in Chinese, but you are either a long-lived blood clan or a Nazi major who has lived for a century. Even one of the few ministers of humanity is still an upper class who has received strict elite education and can barely understand it.

“This is a necessary sacrifice.”

Gu Yi pursed his lips tightly and said hoarsely: "You can't imagine the power of that god. One of his thoughts is enough to reverse the mountains, and a wave of his hand is enough to stir up the vast ocean. Even if he connects the mages from all over the world, it cannot stop his invasion."

She smiled miserably, and her face suddenly became haggard and bitter. "Only by sacrifice, continuous and cruel sacrifice, and casting a city wall with death, can we get a chance to survive."

The scene was a little depressed for a moment. Sir Humphrey Applebill suddenly thought of something and said in amazement to the ancient mage: "Wait, sacrifice? Death?

Could it be that the Middle East refugee riots a few months ago are also related to you?”

"Oh, congratulations on your own thinking." Li Ang turned around and curled his lips jokingly, "The refugee riots in the Middle East, and today, on the surface of the Nazis who have mastered the "Lingyun Sutra" and the initiation techniques, may also be related to the ancient master."

Everyone turned their eyes to the Major, the short and fat man with 300-seven-point blonde hair had a gloomy face and said in a deep voice: "At the beginning of World War II, the head of state instructed Himmler to go to the world to collect antiquities related to Aryan culture.

What are the shrouds used by Jesus, the Ark of the Covenant, the Staff of Moses, the Dead Sea instruments, etc.

Among them, the exploration team sent to the Tibetan area brought a batch of Aryan ‘sacred relics’ back to Berlin.”

The major fell into memories and looked increasingly ugly. "The team of scientists from the Third Reich of Germany once borrowed a holy object called the 'gargoyle mask' from Tibet to try to create an Immortal Legion.

Although the experiment of the Immortal Legion failed, the Gargoyle Mask and related research results were still obtained by our last brigade.

Finally, based on the gargoyle mask, we imitated the first ritual of the continental blood clan and created the current artificial blood clan soldiers...."

After saying that, the major looked at Master Gu Yi with a gloomy expression, and his hands behind him trembled slightly because of anger. It was not until this moment that he suddenly realized that the Third Empire, which he was proud of, was actually a toy in Gu Yi's palm.

"Haha, the ancient master with a background in Tantric inheritance deliberately passed on the Tantric practice method to Nazi Germany during World War II in order to further expand the scale of the war and the number of casualties continues to increase."

Li Ang laughed and said, "I'm afraid that the reason why you keep your door closed tonight and don't stop the Nazis is the same - the large-scale death of the people in London can also break the earth's barrier and allow the master to absorb energy from the dark dimension."

Master Gu Yi was silent for a moment, then smiled indifferently, and replied in Chinese: "Seeing through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but making one's life awesome. A good name does not love loves a bad name, and a million-defying kills will not punish you.

What is the difference between what I have done and the way of killing and slaughtering that Your Excellency advocates?”

A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Li Ang's mouth. Just as he was about to refute, he saw Master Gu Yi shook his yellow robe and a green ring magic circle appeared from his cuff.

"rise."

The ancient mage was indifferent to spit out a word, and his palm was swollen and his palm suddenly rotated.

I saw the green ring array diagram trembling endlessly, and spider web cracks appeared in the surrounding space.

The basement began to fold quickly, the gaps in the walls contracted inward, the floor sunken downward, and there was no place to settle down in a moment.

The blood clan guards who were subjected to a sudden attack roared angrily, but before they could release blood energy, the contraction effect spreading in the basement had already acted on their bodies.

Fold, fold, everything in the basement is constantly folding.

Sir Humphrey Applebill was extremely frightened to find that his toes and toes bent backwards, and his palms and fingers were close together, shrinking into a ball like chicken feet.

On his facial skin, the wrinkles of the old man's face were further expanded, like a loess high slope covered with ravines. In the end, the entire facial skin collapsed and fell, hanging softly on his neck.

As his face fell, Sir Apbill's flesh and blood face was exposed to the air. The absolute pain made him scream miserably, but his breathless scream was quickly interrupted - his throat had also been folded together.

After counting breaths, many blood clans were folded into square blocks, with hair, flesh and bones closely fitting each other. They had to come forward and carefully observe the appearance of the human cast squares to distinguish which arms, legs, and internal organs were...

All blood clans were easily destroyed by the space magic of Ancient One Mage at the first time.

Moreover, what they bear is only the aftermath of spells, and Li Ang is the real target of space magic.

The ground under his feet continued to collapse, and a very strong suction force captured his feet, making him unable to break free.

"Interesting." Li Ang lowered his head, looked at the ground that was shrinking under his feet, and gave a comment.

The space magic used by the ancient 1st still has the characteristics of Tantric Buddhism. The originally dark and narrow basement suddenly became bright and transparent. Countless space fragments with light and gentle light were closely pieced together, one layer after another, one layer after another. Although the space is constantly shrinking, the naked eye's sense of déjà vu for the basement seems vast and boundless, further highlighting the insignificantness of human beings, making ordinary people feel indescribable and pilgrimage.

The nineteenth Mahayana Sutra says: It is said that the Buddha's kingdom is to capture people's place, to see the country, to match the Buddha's kingdom, so it is called the Buddha's kingdom.

"The Buddha's Kingdom in the Palm? Interesting."

Li Ang smiled slightly. Since he couldn't break free, he would trample all of them.

He raised his legs and stamped him.

I heard the thunder roar, and the thunder that came with the rotation of the magnetic field and rushed into the ground like a dragon. The Buddha's country in my palm suddenly collapsed, and countless fragments of space flew and disintegrated.

Li Ang's wind was calm and light clouds. He shook his sleeves, stepped forward like a ghost, and casually slammed his head at Gu Yi's head.

This move was just a test, but when the palm of his hand was really pressed against Gu Yi's forehead, Li Ang vaguely realized something was wrong.

The other party did not resist at all, and even had no magic power gathered - it was like truly seeking death.

Click!

Li Ang's palm power stretched out and hit Zhong Gu Yi's head. In an instant, his neck broke with a sound! Plasma and flesh flew everywhere!

Gu Yi's head was easily blown up, and an invisible green light flashed across the wrist of the headless corpse that fell down.

"What's going on..." Li Ang watched all this happening in shock. Victory came so suddenly that even he was a little confused.

He stared at Gu Yi's headless corpse that fell down, but his lips kept opening and closing, "...what is the matter?"

Time began to go backwards.

In the first second, Li Ang repeated what he had just said in reverse.

The second second, the headless corpse on the ground suddenly stood up, covered with blood foam, the bones returned to their original position, and the reversed pieced together Gu Yi's head.

In the third second, Li Ang put away his fists and kept retreating.

In the fourth second, Li Ang returned to the center of space magic and gave an evaluation of "the palm of the country's Buddha".

In the fifth second, the blood clan elites who had turned into flesh and blood turned back into human form.

In the sixth second, an invisible green light flashed across the wrist of Ancient One.

Finally, the time retracement stopped and the basement returned to its original state.

The space has not contracted, the blood clan has not died, and the ancient one is still alive.

The bald female wizard was silent for a moment, then smiled indifferently, and replied in Chinese: "Seeing through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but making one's life look great. A good reputation does not love loves not reputation, and killing people with a million hearts will not punish them.

What is the difference between what I have done and the way of killing and slaughtering that Your Excellency advocates?”

A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Li Ang's mouth. He was about to speak out to refute, but he couldn't help but stand there in a daze.

"Wait, did all this happen..."
Chapter completed!